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[didderd]

i had a sleep paralysis nightmare this morning.

so i decided to make content out of it 👍

but really, sometimes if i'm not feeling well, i daydream about one of the characters i simp really like helping/comforting me.

n this time i started daydreaming about Nightmare comforting me. bc this was the worst sleep paralysis i ever had, and it left me feeling on edge for a bit after waking up. (i don't usually get nightmare-ish sleep paralysis)

n so i decided to make it into a little Nightmare x reader drabble where reader has a sleep paralysis nightmare, based on the one i had this morning.

this goes from horror to fluff real quick lmao. hope yall like it! :>

if you want to skip the sleep paralysis, go straight to the pink sentence!

(tw: sleep paralysis. sleep paralysis demon.)

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You're laying in bed, with half of your vision blocked by the hood of your jacket. All you can see is your bed.

You go to lift your hood.

But you can't move.

But you feel your arms move.

You feel yourself move to grab your hood. As heavy as it may feel, you're sure you did it.

But your hood is still there.

You don't see your hand.

Panic wells up in your stomach. You can't move. You can't see.

Gathering the little strength you have in your groggy state, you try to push yourself into a sitting position.

Again, you feel yourself scoot up the wall behind you.

But you don't see anything change.

Your vision feels frozen.

Closing your eyes, you try again to push your hood up.

When you open them, you can see your hand grabbing your hood.

But your hood is still there. and your hand is frozen in place. even though you feel it at your side again.

It's like your vision is broken.

But closing your eyes helped?

You close your eyes, and attempt to push yourself up again.

Opening your eyes, you think you're sitting up now. at least a little bit.

You close your eyes again and attempt once more to push your hood off your head.

It's off your head. You feel it on your neck.

When you open your eyes, you're laying down and your hood is blocking half your vision.

You try again.

You're sitting up. You can see your room.

You can see your window.

Something passes by your window. A shadowy figure. It looked humanoid, but were those antlers?

You're scared.

It happens again.

Your mother is in the room now. You're trying to ask for help, but she seems confused, and you can't get the words out.

She's standing near the window. Not too close, but you're scared.

Something. someone. appears at the window. but not outside it. They're inside.

Their eyes are wide, and they have an unsettling smile. Something about them seems deeply wrong.

You try to scream, and point at them to alert your mother.

Nothing but air comes out.

When your mother turns around, she only seems more confused. She doesn't see them.

Are you hallucinating?

You see something else in the corner of your eye. A dark figure.

You turn your head to look at it.

... Nightmare?

It's Nightmare. He's standing at the foot of your bed. Looking at you with a calm, yet concerned expression.

You remember you'd been living in his castle for a while now. This is your room in the castle... So why is your mother here?

Looking back, your mother and the unsettling person is gone.

Everything seems clearer. You feel like you can move better.

You look back at Nightmare as he walks closer. "Nightmare?" You spoke. You can speak again.

He stops next to you and places a hand on your head, comfortingly petting your hair. "You are safe. It is only sleep paralysis." His tone is soft, made to comfort you, and it works. You feel some of the fear melt away. You feel protected.

"Sleep paralysis?" You remember what it is, and it makes sense, but you ask anyways.

"Yes." He leans down and places the hand not petting your hair on your chest, just below your collar bones. "You should wake up now."

Everything fades out.

And you open your eyes.

Nightmare is sitting in a chair next to your bed, with a hand on your forehead. He'd pushed the hood off your eyes while you were asleep.

He opens his eye a second after you, and smiles warmly. "There you are."

You blink up at him, but immediately decide not to do that again, as the fear of falling back in runs through you. Instead, you decide to sit up, and Nightmare retreats his hand as you do, looking slightly more concerned, as he likely noticed your fear.

He places the same hand on your back to rub soothingly, and leans a bit closer, using the other to gently guide your chin to look at him. "Don't worry. You are safe.. I'm here." His words are firm, but so gentle.

Your face is warm at how intimate his hand on your chin feels, and his very smooth and handsome voice in your ears, yet it also helps so much to relax you and make you feel safe.

Half to distract from the warmth in your face, even though he's definitely noticed, judging by how his expression turns more smug than concerned, and half out of genuine curiosity, you finally speak. "Um... was that- was that really you in my dream?"

It seems to work to distract him as he answers. Moving his hand from your chin to tuck some hair out of your face as he does so.

"Darling, that wasn't a dream, that was a nightmare." His expression regains a bit of concern for a moment as he pauses, but it's gone before he speaks again. "But yes, that was me. I'd felt your fear as I was passing by your room, and when I came in, I saw that you were having a nightmare, so I decided to lend my aid." His hand had moved from your hair once he was done righting it, and is now resting on the bed, next to your thigh.

"I'm sure you know of my ability to enter and control dreams and nightmares. Sleep paralysis is no different. I was happy to help you out of yours, little shadow." His smile is fond as he raises his hand once more to cup your cheek, and rub his thumb over it, leaning a little closer as he does.

Your cheeks feel warm again, at how close he is, and how gentle his hand is on your cheek. You can't help the urge to lean into his touch, and so you don't even try to fight it, placing your hand over his as you lean into it.

Even though you know you weren't in any real danger, you still feel like he saved you. You're grateful to him. You're not sure how to repay him, but you do know what you so badly want to do in this moment.

Placing your free hand over his collar bone and lightly grip at his sweater, you lean a bit closer to his face, and look down at his mouth. but you stop there and look to the side.

You retreat that bit you'd just leaned in, your face feeling much warmer now. You don't know what you're doing. Maybe your lack of good sleep gave you too much confidence. As if The Guardian of Negativity would want to kiss you. What were you thinkin-

Nightmare chuckles. You look back at him with widened eyes.

His smug expression is mixed with that of fondness... You sometimes forget that he can basically read your mind... Fuck.

You look away again. Your face feels like it's burning.

But you quickly look back when he gets much. much closer. His hand moving from your cheek to the side of your neck, and brushing into the hair on the back of your head, while his other hand slides down your back to the lower half.

He chuckles again, no doubt at how red your face is, and your shocked expression. "Darling, if you thought I wouldn't want to kiss you just as bad as you want to kiss me right now, you'd be sorely mistaken.~" He just about purrs, inches from your mouth.

The hairs on your neck and arms stand as he speaks, and both your hands ball into his sweater over his chest. You didn't think you could get warmer, but you do.

His cheeks are looking a little flushed too as the lid over his socket lowers, and he looks down at your lips, before slowly, and gently closing the gap.

It's a very tender and loving kiss. Not what you were expecting coming from him, but it's amazing.

You lean into it the moment the shock melts away. You feel like you're melting in his arms.

After another long, blissful moment, he pulls away, before picking you up to move you over and make room for him on your bed, and climbs in next to you.

Once he's laid down, he pulls you close again, and combs through your hair, nuzzling your face, before sighing into your cheek, and then kissing it. "You make me soft..."

You're so full of warm feelings right now, it's almost overwhelming, and you hope it's not overwhelming for him. It's all so hard to believe, but seems so genuine. More genuine than you'd ever seen Nightmare. To think he'd let his guard down so much with you.

You almost let out a giddy giggle as you bury your warm face in his sweater, just under his chin, and he wraps his arm tighter around you, using one of his tentacles to pull your blanket over both of you.

As you lay comfortable and warm in his arms, feeling his chest rise and fall against you with his breath, you start to feel yourself falling back to sleep. You forget you even had that nightmare before all this.

The last thing you hear and feel before you're asleep again is Nightmare placing a kiss on the top of your head and speaking, almost in a whisper.

"Goodnight, little shadow."

[didderd-reblogs]

basically writing smut got me thimnking abt. heats. so i take a small break to write down what i'm thinking

(if ur seeing this, i boldly decided to post it instead of keeping it in my drafts lmao)

anywaysit'saboutmysona *skitters off to hide under the read more*

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what got me thinking abt this was, i get extra eepy writing/thinking abt this kinda thing, or even just with fluff. probably bc i usually daydream as i'm going to sleep.

so it made me think. my monster sona would probably be generally pretty sleepy during their heats, n end up taking a lot of naps, and sleeping longer hours.

they'd be really cozy sleeps, specially with how warm his body is, but he'd be plagued with the kinda dreams that will make it worse when he wakes up. usually about a skeleton they know. so they might end up seeking out the specific skeleton if they have a close enough relationship for that, and if it's bad enough for them to not care about the embarrassment of it.

(sometimes it might be abt a skeleton they don't rly have any interest in, bc dreams r like that sometimes. so they'd wake up like ".... why ink?" lmao)

if it's a case where they live in a Nightmare's castle (i say a Nightmare bc it could b Rice's), when the heat gets bad enough, they might mindlessly roam the halls, hoping someone notices them. if no one finds them in the halls, they end up at the door of someones room that they subconsciously walked to. they often end up getting cold feet, but it's probably too late, bc whoever it is, he likely smells them through the door. but even if they did manage to walk away, they'd probably end up walking right back, or to someone else's door

often times it's the Nightmare who finds it roaming the halls, as he can easily sense it's strong emotions from across the castle. if he doesn't find them, he decided to let someone else deal with it.

sometimes though, before they have a chance to roam the halls, the Killer will knock on their door n ask if they "need any help", n they can't resist opening the door for him.

(mby nightmare would also visit them in their dreams.. dkfjnv okie i'm done i'm done lmao)

[ivyprism]

Mafia AU Sonas (Info Dump)

Warnings: Violence, death, mafia, etc.

Nucifera - Mafiafell H

Personality: She is cruel and vicious. She is only kind to her loved ones and often displays a startling level of coldness and harshness against persons she despises. She is strict, yet when it comes to her loved ones, she is often a softie. She enjoys writing and reading, and she takes her work as a mafia boss extremely seriously and is not afraid to cope with it. She isn't afraid to get her hands dirty, and she aggressively thwarts rival mafias as if it were a game. She excels at what she does. She goes for the throat and doesn't hesitate when it comes down to it.

Appearance: She has curly long brown hair. She either wears glasses or has contacts. She is chubby. She has two scars on her right eye. She's 5'1".

Rowana - Mafiafell Skelesona

Personality: She is a strong and courageous woman. She is harsh and ruthless when she goes for the throat. Despite this, she has a friendly and lovely attitude. She's direct and honest. She lacks self-control and will quarrel with someone. She emanates self-assurance and strength. She makes every effort to learn how to be a good leader. She will go to tremendous lengths to defend those she loves. She is very sympathetic, yet she also knows how to deliver direct advice. She is also stern and severe. Her self-preservation instincts are superb. She is capable of and will attack anybody she dislikes.

Appearance: She has reddish-purple eyelids. She’s 5'4" and growing. Her canines are sharper than the rest of her mouth. She has scars all over her bones. She has a small scar on her eye. She doesn’t need glasses in comparison to her counterparts.

Bellis - Mafiaswap H

Personality: She is a trustworthy and caring woman. She is a natural leader. She is very personable and tries hard not to offend people, yet she may be a little blunt. She has good self-control and isn't afraid to fight. Her writing is done with the help of friends. She is a highly creative and open-minded individual who tackles everything they do with care and uniqueness. She is a social butterfly who does not shy away from meeting new people. She is brilliant and creative, and she appears to be immersed in her thoughts and daydreams all the time.

Appearance: She has hazel eyes. She has shaved one side long curly brown hair. She wears glasses or has contacts. She is thinner than her various counterparts. She's 5'1". She has prominent scars on her shoulders, back, and torso. She has a small scar on her eye.

Bellum - Mafiaswap Skelesona

Personality: She is a well-known and prominent figure. She is exceedingly self-assured and exudes charisma for days. She is brave and astute, yet she is also compassionate and patient. She is a social butterfly with several friends. She is an extremely powerful magician who is arrogant about her powers. She isn't scared to express it. She has shown a tendency to fight those who anger her. She is a singer, painter, and photographer. She is also a flirtatious person who has had countless dates and relationships. She is also well-dressed and has a sense of style.

Appearance: She's a skeleton monster! She has purple eyes and purple magic. She is 5'1". Her ecto is purple.

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@kioko-noodles / @kiokodoodles @miscneilleaneous @und3rwat3r-a5tr0naut @hearty-dose-of-ranch @didderd @underfell-crystal @the1920sisntaphasemom @rainbowut

[monsterroonio]

omfg. i was writing up a reblog to that gender related post and i had to stop in my tracks at what you said abt me being a cat and what type of cat i am. kvjnsknjd

and why is that description so accurate??? Like especially with my haphephobia, I gotta be super comfortable with someone to want physical contact, but I'm also touch starved, so once I'm comfortable with it, I want a lot of it ksjdnvkjksdvjb

like.. o//o) how you described me as a cat is so cute hhhh i blush. but also like, how did u read me so well??

I got u in my sights bro 👁👁

I guess I just pick up on the vibes super fast, I try to understand people really well, it makes my brain happy :)

But also, if I wasn't confident in it I wouldn't have done it so for some reason I was just like... yeah. This makes sense. This is didderd.

(Also I ranted a little on my reblog of it kind of explaining how I related to that but I was like.... hmm... we can save that for another post lol glad you also felt the need to write more about it too :) )

[didderd]

Beautiful creature! Beautiful creature!

How would his skeleboy react to a kissing attack? ✨

KFGJNB hiiii <3

hehe depends on what skeleboy ur referring to. since your faves are Tic and Tac (if i assume correctly kfgjnb), i'll answer for those two. Tic would be glowing teal. he might be snickering a bit, and is probably receding into his jacket and sweater. after, he might give you a kiss on the cheek in return, and then cuddle up with you (in a way that hides his burning face.) probably doesn't say anything, but if he does manage to, it's a quiet and soft "you'r too sweet."

Tac would also be flustered, but not as bad, and he wouldn't wait till you're done to kiss back.. very passionately (on the mouth). while pulling you in by the waist. he would also cuddle after. lay down with you and mumble praises to you about how sweet and soft you are, with more small kisses here and there.

[didderd]

Heyo again Alex! How do the boys feel about the chunk. How do they feel about the extra thicc people.

(open to lil spicy)

hi! :3

most of the boys are chunky to some extent themselves. but they all love thicc bodies.

monsters have never been known to discriminate about body types and appearances in general, and have always cared more about personality. since ofc, the appearance of monsters varies drastically from person to person.

but that's not to say they won't enjoy a specific body type.

they love how soft and squishy thicker people can be. the thicker the person, the better the cuddles.

(under th cut as it gets into the slightly spicy)

they want to hold and squeeze that belly, and those love handles (they'r called that for a reason ;3), and thighs, and whatever other squishy body part you may have.

they may want to bury their face in your chest regardless of size or shape, and ofc your belly too. maybe blow some raspberries while they're there. if u don't mind. :3

most of (if not all) the boys being biters, they love nibbling and biting at that extra soft and loose skin. it's very satisfying for them.

overall, they love it, and they will squash any self hate you might have related to it with soft words of affirmation and all the physical affection.

[didderd]

I’ve had the thought for awhile of how Tic and Tac are poly with their respective Grillby’s and Toriels, and how Grillby is also poly. Really ever since I came across that bit of information I’ve been wondering what their reaction would be if one of their partners was cuddled asleep on Grillby when Tic or Tac got home from something.

OUGH! ;^; i love that. ty for sharing ur thoughts <3

Both of them would be very happy to see this.

Not only do their partners get along, they like each other. At least enough to cuddle.

Tic might even tear up (least if both of his partners are asleep and won't see him).

They would both join the snuggles. Maybe take a shower first if they have too (depending on where they're coming home from), but it'd be a quick one. They wanna join the cuddles as soon as they can.

Either of them might tease their partner a bit later, but Tac definitely would, and then promptly get teased himself, by Grillbz, for joining them.

Either of them would also question their partner alone later on whether they like like Grillby or not, bc he definitely does them. Not just anyone can get that close too Tac's Grillby without getting burnt, and Tic's Grillby is usually pretty reserved.

[didderd]

realized. i already have more Snaps doodles up than Tou lmao

[didderd]

wen u dreams go into existential crisis mode

[didderd]

hmmmmn

send me more asks like this one

want to write my boys more :3

('t doesn't have to be all of them ofc. u can ask for specific boys, but plz do keep it to my tourette's boys)

(also. u can ask suggestive things if u want. :3 i jus won't write like. straight up smut lmao)

[didderd]

Your writing and art is *chef's kiss* beautiful!

It's so well done and well loved in every way!

Keep up the good work, you're doing great!

;^; TY!!

's so sweet omg Q Q)

[didderd]

✨🎶📖

��� Give you and your art a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

(already did this but ok i'll do it again :'>)

i'm rly good at taking what i see and translating it to paper. if i rly try i can copy some things one to one. ('fact this is why i rly got into drawing in the first place. drew a specific picture of my dad for a homemade card when i was little, n my parents complimented how close it was, which lit a fire in me) usually just use this to study, or paint a specific picture. (i could show an example or two if anyone's interested.)

🎶 Do you listen to music/podcasts/audiobooks/podfics while you draw? What have you been listening to lately?

i usually lurk in a twitch stream. (more often than not one of these ppl: Jasonsulli, Detune, RedBeanPorridge, or lately my moot kazachi69) but i do listen to music too sometimes. my favorite playlist to put on is my villain vibes playlist. ('s also what i usually play in my streams.)

📖 How do you feel about fics based on your art?

i love it! :D 's long as i'm being credited n tagged (n ppl aren't trying to represent my characters tourette's when they don't know enough abt it), i'd love to see it <3 (trashcatmonster actually did a lil short wif Tac a bit ago n it's great :3)

[didderd]

A fanfic short abt a fanfic? waow

Recommended that you read Tilikum by @llamagoddessofficial before reading this, for context (and bc it's just so good).

(Different reader pov than in Tilikum btw. This one is gender neutral.)

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You've been working here for a few days now as a janitor, but despite your curiosity about the sirens you've spent little time in their rooms. You'd only spent a bit of time in Skull's room, but you never saw him.

Today though, you were going to be cleaning in Red's room (a shark siren, at least 14 feat long).

You entered the room with your cleaning supplies in hand. Walking further into the room, you notice Red is distracted, fidgeting with some fish bones. This was good. You were curious, yes, but if you'd got his attention it would be hard to focus on cleaning.

You watch him for a moment. Taking in how big he is. You'd seen him before, visiting the aquarium before you worked here, but the awe was no less intense the second time.

Bringing yourself back to reality before you get too distracted, you look around the room, deciding what to start on first. There was a lot of trash littered around, and some food and drink spilled in a few spots.

Your eyes land on the corner of Red's tank. It looks like a kid smeared ice-cream on the glass. Maybe they wanted to share it with him.

As cute as that image might be it just meant you had to clean it up, and it had gotten dry and hardened on the glass... You decide to put that one off for now and focus on the trash littered around the room, not wanting to get too close and alert the siren of your presence.

You grab a trash bag and gloves and start picking up the litter.

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Red was bored. Very. very bored. He wished that the pretty little siren whisperer was here to entertain him, but it was her off day.

He floats there, fiddling with some fish bones, tossing them around and watching them float. So bored.

He tosses one up and watches it float behind him. Turning around, something catches his eye. It was a janitor. Small. Smaller than the other adult humans. Short, soft looking hair. They were turned away, so he couldn't fully see their face, but from the little bit he could see, it looked just as soft. Their body looked fragile and a little squishy in spots.

He floated closer, not taking his eyes off of them as they picked up another piece of trash. This one was cute. Maybe even as cute as the siren whisperer, despite being in that ugly janitors uniform. Oh he could picture them in a wet suit.

After a moment longer of staring, he glances around the room. It looked like they'd been in here for a bit. Most of the trash was cleared, and some spills were cleaned up.

He glances at the corner of the glass, where that kid smeared their ice-cream. It was still there. He looks back at the human, grinning. He moves down to their level and swims up next to the glass, waiting for them to notice him.

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After picking up another piece of trash, you stand up straight, stretching your arms and back. Your pretty much done. Only a few things left to clean up. One of them being that ice-cream on the glass.

You go to look at the mess, but instead, something else catches your eye. Something much bigger. Much closer than you'd expected.

You jump. Staggering a few steps back. When did he get there? His eye sockets are wide, that famous grin spread across his face. Staring intently at you. Inches from the glass.

Red's grin spreads wider at your startled reaction. His shoulders shake a little and a few bubbles escape his mouth, almost like he was chuckling. Laughing at you.

After staring for a moment longer, you look away, clearing your throat, a little embarrassed. Gathering yourself, you take a deep breath, trying to calm your heart, which was racing after that scare.

You run a hand through your hair in a nervous stim and look back at the siren. He was watching you closely. Your hand specifically. Still wearing that big grin, but his sockets slightly more relaxed.

You let down your hand. It was hard to tell what he's thinking. You assume he's just curious.

"Um.. hi..." You don't know exactly why you were speaking to him. It just felt appropriate in the moment.

Red looks you up and down before suddenly moving. He turns around and moves to the other side of the glass, up to the spot where the ice-cream is. He plants an elbow on the tank floor and rests his head in his hand, tapping at the glass right on the other side of the ice-cream. His grin growing wider again.

You stare for a moment. His demeanor. His body language. It was so... human? You knew the sirens were intelligent creatures, but this was different. He was communicating to you that he wanted you to clean the mess on his glass. "O-oh! Right!" You snap yourself out of thought. Was that what the siren wanted from the start? For you to clean up the ice-cream?

"S-sorry. One second." you hold up your index finger as you say this, before moving past the tank to grab your cleaning supplies.

You come back a minute later with a sponge, and a bucket of soapy water. The siren hasn't moved. If anything he's only gotten more comfortable.

You set down the bucket and stare up at him for a moment, gripping the sponge tightly. "Um..." Was he going to move? Did he want to watch you as you cleaned? He was entirely too close for comfort, his chest only maybe a foot away from the glass at most. You can see it rising and falling gradually as he stares down at you.

... Your face feels warm.

The siren let out another chuckle. He could see that this was messing with you, you could feel it, and he was immensely amused by it.

You try your best to ignore the smug grin on the siren's face and how your face was feeling warmer by the second. You dip your sponge and start cleaning the glass.

Red never moved, nor did he take his eyes off of you for a moment.

[didderd]

please make a swap tic that's name is toe 🤣 tic tac and toe,,,,,, /j you dont HAVE to itd just be funny

Hehe. One step ahead'a ya, dude. ^^^^ (From my reblog alt last night.)

Tho I think his name will be "Tou" lol. (Maybe the others suggested 'Toe' and he was like fk no, and they settled on this lmao)